Moved-in with parents (in-laws)

Not too often am I excited by the prospect of moving back in with my parents, especially with my wife of more than 6 years and my two boys...but this time is wholly unique. After moving from our home all our "treasured" possessions (what could fit in a few pick-up truck loads) we took the plunge. More importantly, this move signals the near arrival of our much anticipated bigger move. It's very strange, and humbling, to be without a home (you own home) or without "reliable" employment. Both of us have officially stopped working in order to finalize last minute preparations and tie up some loose ends. We're entering a transition phase that will last for a least 4 months. We'll be living out of our suitcases, and at last count, we'll be sleeping in 7 different beds. Why would seemingly sane people do this you ask? Why would any responsible parents inflict such irregularity upon their innocent children? The answer is, I have absolutely no idea...actually, the answer rests in the deeper recesses of our hearts, where the raw materials of our motives and desires reside. See, 4 years ago, imagining this same course of events, there would be slim chance you'd see us in line to sign-up (we'd be the nay-sayers in the back critiquing everything). What changed for us more than anything else was a fresh and deep understanding, through the Bible and by the holy spirit, that our lives are not our own. If we can gain that eternal perspective, firmly rooted in Christ's redeeming love, all our values shift, all the preoccupations with this life get loosed, all the excuses fade, all the hardships shrink, all the attachments re-prioritized - and our contorted and blurry image of a Christ-centered life becomes really sharp and the contrast of full obedience to the Kingdom appears black-and-white. Let us not lose focus, oh Lord.